When the kids came home from school, the table was a mess - covered in needles and branches, pins and ribbons. We cleared enough room for snack, and Pascal unraveled a package of glittery ribbon in the process. The glitter that fell out ended up everywhere.
Through a busy and time-crunchy evening, I kept hearing his delight every time he came across a sparkle:
'I found another beautiful!'
'Can I take this to school?'
'I have to tell Kachi the good news!'
And it was sweet but it didn't really filter through. I didn't get the message until the house was quiet and I was sweeping up.
In the middle of work: beauty.
In the middle of mess: beauty.
In the middle of busyness: beauty.
Sometimes it just looks like more work. More mess. More busyness. But for Pascal it was pure delight.
Maybe especially for parents, that's kind of like the trappings of Christmas. It's a lot of work, and mess, and busyness. But it's shot through with beauty and delight. And our kids give us eyes to see it.
Merry Christmas to you and your kin, my friends.
Xo.
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